<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211</id><updated>2012-01-13T17:25:11.755-06:00</updated><category term='Not so good advice'/><title type='text'>Just Sit Back...Enjoy the Ride</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-1484535940175408651</id><published>2008-11-01T09:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:56:06.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Palooza</title><content type='html'>Fall is a very busy time of year around here. Not only does school start but we have 3, yes I said 3 birthdays. Evan's is in September....this year we had a Monster Truck themed party. The boy loves cars, trucks, trains, motorcycles, anything with wheels. It's so cute the way he says Monster Truck too. We had a few friends and family over and rented a Monster truck moon bounce and the kids had a blast. I think Evan got a touch of whiplash from all the roughness in the moon bounce, but he never once cried or complained he just wouldn't move his head. Poor Guy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263704432420872594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SQxvSwEYYZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/T3XTvDZRM_s/s200/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263704432318957842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SQxvSvsFSRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/jaRPrTBWHoM/s200/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263704437043764242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SQxvTBSkHBI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r5uBrtDUs-4/s200/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next Up, we have my firstborn Jackson...he turned 7yrs old this year. I can't believe it. It just makes my heart hurt sometimes how grown up he's getting. We had a party at Pump it Up, I should have bought a franchise, cause this was his 3rd party there and Miss Emma has informed that is where she wants to have her birthday party which is coming up in a few weeks in December.   Gotta love Birthday Season!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272221430027903906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SSqxdQoD46I/AAAAAAAAAMo/sseekFznZXc/s200/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272221422672055362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SSqxc1OSjEI/AAAAAAAAAMg/FiSluzHAmf4/s200/IMG_2865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272221417390750514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SSqxchjIOzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/VWOSt4VeeWQ/s200/IMG_2860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-1484535940175408651?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/1484535940175408651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=1484535940175408651' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1484535940175408651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1484535940175408651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday-palooza.html' title='Birthday Palooza'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SQxvSwEYYZI/AAAAAAAAAMI/T3XTvDZRM_s/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-2889148238900767967</id><published>2008-09-26T17:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:08:53.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Before &amp; After: Office Edition</title><content type='html'>I have been waitin all summer for my BooMama to have this fab event....and just like she promised here's the before and after of the makeover I did of my little office area. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250466492958762610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SN1ndQnl5nI/AAAAAAAAALw/jsaDOIvJEfg/s200/DSCN0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have this unused wall space that's in the living room and leads into the kitchen, it's a great cental location for a office.  My little sister (step-sister) and I traded desks and this past year I finally got a laptop.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250466504218349010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SN1nd6kFjdI/AAAAAAAAAL4/IY61P4wn9i4/s200/DSCN0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a parson's chair and lamp from Kirkland's.  I got the wall accessories from Hobby Lobby, shelves from pottery barn.   They were the most expensive thing, but I wanted deep shelves that would hold the magazine organizer boxes on the top shelf.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My girl Christy over at &lt;a href="http://bonbonboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bon Bon Boutique &lt;/a&gt;helped with this project, she's the best at decorating and an even better friend.  I couldn't have done it without her.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make sure to check out all the other makeover's at &lt;a href="http://boomama.net/"&gt;BooMama's&lt;/a&gt; blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-2889148238900767967?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/2889148238900767967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=2889148238900767967' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/2889148238900767967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/2889148238900767967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/09/before-after-office-edition.html' title='Before &amp; After: Office Edition'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SN1ndQnl5nI/AAAAAAAAALw/jsaDOIvJEfg/s72-c/DSCN0269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-6288127839326046699</id><published>2008-09-02T08:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:00:00.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin on Tulsa Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About mid-July we loaded up and headed to Tulsa to visit our BFF's the Bells. It just so happened to be Keith's 2week guard trip and he was going to be in Fort Smith, AR which was only 2 hrs away. He had some time off, so we arranged for him to be able to be there with us. It was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240813546064534130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLscJzM7WnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Rht5mfRvTlg/s200/DSCN0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We celebrated B-Mom's birthday while we were there....who needs birthday cake when you can have birthday pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240809610210366642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLsYktAK1LI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Q-kDSW8Kmhg/s200/DSCN0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                    The girls played dress up endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240809616457839858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLsYlERrtPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Ym4mpNSqwnI/s200/DSCN0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                          Even though it was hot, they played outside like it was the month of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240809602862356434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLsYkRoRF9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MWRXFFRklSI/s200/DSCN0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 B and Jackson were inseparable...."superhero and sidekick" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-6288127839326046699?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/6288127839326046699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=6288127839326046699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6288127839326046699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6288127839326046699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/09/livin-on-tulsa-time.html' title='Livin on Tulsa Time'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLscJzM7WnI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Rht5mfRvTlg/s72-c/DSCN0374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-4983061432841946663</id><published>2008-09-01T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T10:51:38.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Batter Baseball</title><content type='html'>My little sports star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IMCEpHqhTFk"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IMCEpHqhTFk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-4983061432841946663?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/4983061432841946663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=4983061432841946663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4983061432841946663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4983061432841946663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-batter-baseball.html' title='Better Batter Baseball'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-4829982786941602885</id><published>2008-08-31T16:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:00:28.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok so I've been a little sidetracked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've just about all but given up on this thing, but then all 3 of you that read this have encouraged me to keep up the blog, so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a little hung up on the whole Facebook thing, I can waste more time on that site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last we spoke we celebrated the 4th of July....here's a few pics from our celebration at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240804638556603346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLsUDUJiw9I/AAAAAAAAAII/p5xeR_t8j4o/s200/DSCN0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Evan didn't much care for all the noise, so he was sportin these groovy headphones that Keith actually wears at the guard base. Thank you TN Air Nat'l Guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLsNdga1IwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/qGlaCHpJcKA/s1600-h/DSCN0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240804635594401218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLsUDJHTJcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4xl3i9zpZOU/s200/DSCN0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not sure where they got these, but they were giving them out....Halloween...4th of July...what's the difference.uhh?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLsNdwprJgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/AcncMt9j8II/s1600-h/DSCN0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyways, it's was a great time and if I remember correctly the weather was great. I hope to have some more posts of our summer happenings. Sorry I've been AWOL, just lots a stuff going on around here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-4829982786941602885?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/4829982786941602885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=4829982786941602885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4829982786941602885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4829982786941602885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/08/ok-so-ive-been-little-sidetracked.html' title='Ok so I&apos;ve been a little sidetracked!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLsUDUJiw9I/AAAAAAAAAII/p5xeR_t8j4o/s72-c/DSCN0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-1330339922935009085</id><published>2008-07-02T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:06:06.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Junkie</title><content type='html'>Hello friends and family....if you've been wondering what happened to me the last few days...one word   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/span&gt;!   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; it's so addictive.  I've had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; account for like ever, but it was just me and my friend Kathy, got kinda boring just the two of us.  Then, I don't know who turned the light on, but like everyone I know is on there now and I have all these friends.  It's amazing.  It's fun...you should check it out.  &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are headed to the in-laws and then to my dad's house for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July.  It's a fun filled weekend.  I can't wait to see everyone.  I'm sure I'll have some good blogging when I get back. &lt;br /&gt;Happy 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-1330339922935009085?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/1330339922935009085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=1330339922935009085' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1330339922935009085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1330339922935009085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/07/facebook-junkie.html' title='Facebook Junkie'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-5525941255715620272</id><published>2008-06-23T10:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:42.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Uncle Sam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since the beginning of time, or since Evan's birth, I always wanted the boys to have bunk beds. Well, when it came down to purchase time I began to have second thoughts. One being, we are going to have big boys. How do I know this? Well, Jackson is in a size 8 and he just finished Kindergarten, and he wears a size 4 1/2 shoe. He's a big boy. So I was afraid the bed might collapse or teeter just a bit under the gigantor jr.'s pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with the help of the IRS Stimulus check we got the boys new beds. This is a big deal at our house, we never purchase furniture. We usually get furniture from other family members. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's the boys room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215100809377130658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SF_CjirGqKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SETzR9srNDk/s320/DSCN0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It also has these great captain's storage units under each bed. Jackson thought it would be a great place to store his toys, I had to change that plan of course. But there is a shelf for books and what-nots that I said was all his. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215102073745955106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SF_DtI0H2SI/AAAAAAAAAHc/MVg6JYs4e4Q/s320/DSCN0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So far nobody has hit the floor, that I know of. I'm waiting for the day when they figure out they can jump from one bed to the other. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We've also started potty training with Evan...ugh! It's going pretty good. He calls his underwear "panties" which Keith can't stand. I just had to share this picture...there's nothing cuter than this. I just want to squeeze those little hunkies!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215107976838071778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SF_JEvi9ReI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BKNYzcGB7Gk/s320/DSCN0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-5525941255715620272?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/5525941255715620272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=5525941255715620272' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/5525941255715620272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/5525941255715620272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you-uncle-sam.html' title='Thank You Uncle Sam!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SF_CjirGqKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SETzR9srNDk/s72-c/DSCN0265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-2053201949401781766</id><published>2008-06-16T17:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T18:08:20.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OH GOD... I CAN STILL SMELL IT!!!</title><content type='html'>The other night, or shall I say morning (2:30am) to be exact. I was awakened by a horrific smell. One that as a parent, you know is accompanied by some type of bodily function. Problem was, there were no kids in the bed. My first thought was Keith had pooped his pants. Then as I fully awakened I realized it wasn't him, it must be one of my furry children, oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;I catapulted out of bed and see Lucy hovered in the shadows...oh the smell...I'm thinking it's a major explosion. I can't find it. So I turn on the bathroom light to try and shed some light on the situation, at which point Keith roles over and says, "did you fart." Okay, first my farts don't stink ; ) and when they do they smell like sweet roses. "No, Lucy's sick," at which point he jumps out of bed and runs full force into the wall of stench...."oh God" and he runs to the bathroom. When Keith returns, see if you can picture this, he has taken a white t-shirt and tied it around his face. He looks like a terrorist of some sorts, with boxer shorts on, real threatening.&lt;br /&gt;I've located the source of the smell, Lucy has vomited in her bed. Praise the Lord it wasn't on the carpet. We decided to just chunk the bed, neither one of us want to tackle the job of cleaning it. I'm holding the trash bag and "Mohammad" is going to pick up the bed and very carefully put it into the trash bag....except he can't...he keeps gagging, saying, "OH GOD I CAN STILL SMELL IT" Like the homemade gas mask is supposed to stop the smell. Now I can't stop laughing, we are about to have another accident. We finally got things cleaned up, Lucy spent the night in the laundry room, poor goose. I still catch myself laughing out loud. I wish I could have gotten a pic, it was priceless. PRICELESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-2053201949401781766?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/2053201949401781766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=2053201949401781766' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/2053201949401781766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/2053201949401781766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-god-i-can-still-smell-it.html' title='OH GOD... I CAN STILL SMELL IT!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-4368937119531807805</id><published>2008-06-16T17:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:43.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Branson Vacation..The Finale...Praise the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, after being gone for a week. It was time to go home. The drive was about 6 hours from our house. We didn't hear one word from Jackson the whole way home. We let him bring the small dvd player and headphones, he watched his own movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212612031843796882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SFbrBn36B5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HH3pqPtAqqM/s320/DSCN0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212612071731629650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SFbrD8d6DlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NB0rfveoGQU/s320/DSCN0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These two just pretty much irritated each other the whole way home.  Oh the joys of family vacation.  I'm counting the days until next year.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212612087993695490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SFbrE5DFfQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ZzLMHtjKewk/s320/DSCN0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-4368937119531807805?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/4368937119531807805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=4368937119531807805' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4368937119531807805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4368937119531807805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/06/branson-vacationthe-finalepraise-lord.html' title='Branson Vacation..The Finale...Praise the Lord'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SFbrBn36B5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/HH3pqPtAqqM/s72-c/DSCN0242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-4472629077729944568</id><published>2008-06-15T09:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:43.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Branson Vacation Part Deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think that's how you spell it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight of the vacation for the kids is Silver Dollar City. They just can't get enough. We've been twice. I still don't think we've seen it all. I have a few tips if you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Bring some comfy shoes, there are a few hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Bring some extra clothes or swim suits for the kids, there's an area called Splash Harbor. You will get wet. But they have to were shoes and a shirt at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Sunscreen...I forgot mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Purchase the park hopper pass, you save money and you get to visit the other parks ( White Water, Celebration City)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was our 2nd year to visit Silver Dollar City. It was also a great test to see if we are ready for a trip to Disney. We decided rather quickly, that we are not ready to visit Uncle Mickey for at least nother year. Silver Dollar City has a lot of neat shops and some GREAT food....kettle korn...frozen lemonade to name a few. I didn't get to take as many pics as I wanted, too busy walking up those durn hills. Anyway....here's a few pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212124681827020066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SFUvyHlYbSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/og834vc0lpI/s320/DSCN0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212133644534926034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SFU370RdytI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SYnhnPvsef0/s320/DSCN0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Check it out for yourselves....&lt;a href="http://silverdollarcity.com/"&gt;silverdollarcity.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-4472629077729944568?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/4472629077729944568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=4472629077729944568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4472629077729944568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4472629077729944568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/06/branson-vacation-part-deux.html' title='Branson Vacation Part Deux'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SFUvyHlYbSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/og834vc0lpI/s72-c/DSCN0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-5709358278443952750</id><published>2008-06-10T21:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:44.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Branson Vacation Part 1</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite places to shop in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; was at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; Landing. It's about 2 yrs old, so it's nice and clean and there are lots of shops and restaurants. They have this really neat water/fire show that the kids rocked out to. It goes off like every hour. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209710431905206578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SEycCRxbUTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wD7RPF26oY8/s320/DSCN0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is also a great little playground for the kids to hang out and play while mom does some shopping. Evan loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209711602565617330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SEydGa0nlrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0gUNQsgANMA/s320/DSCN0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Needless to say we had a great day full of shopping, you can see the excitement for yourself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209714013944836770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SEyfSx6OcqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/B4RcMcmszlg/s320/DSCN0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These two were ready to go the minute we got there, but they at least waited until we ate lunch and then bailed on us. They were good sports. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If your ever in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; MO check out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; Landing, it's not an outlet, but it's a nice change of pace and lots of fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next vacation highlight...Silver Dollar City...ugh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-5709358278443952750?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/5709358278443952750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=5709358278443952750' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/5709358278443952750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/5709358278443952750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/06/branson-vacation-part-1.html' title='Branson Vacation Part 1'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SEycCRxbUTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wD7RPF26oY8/s72-c/DSCN0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-5190548628226822327</id><published>2008-06-08T21:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:44.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We have returned from Hillbilly Heaven. It was a lot of fun. We visited Silver Dollar City, Tanger Outlet Mall, Branson Landing, The Aquaplex, and the local Wal-Mart, twice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time with the whole famalia, but I am so glad to be home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before we left town on our trip, Miss Emma got her a new hairdo. A much needed haircut. When she was younger she had curly hair, but as she's gotten older, the curls have gone away. They always return on a humid day, I'm sure she we love that when she gets older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, here is the before pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209705151745439442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SEyXO7pPNtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/--ydZbv2bmk/s320/DSCN0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She was so excited about getting her haircut, she loves having a new hairdo. It really suits her sassy attitude she can have sometimes. Here's the new look.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209706477667660082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SEyYcHFusTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/w1BWACaXIno/s320/DSCN0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I've got stuff to unpack and laundry to catch up on. I'll have some more posts about the highlights of our vacation to Branson. Home Sweet Home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-5190548628226822327?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/5190548628226822327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=5190548628226822327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/5190548628226822327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/5190548628226822327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/06/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SEyXO7pPNtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/--ydZbv2bmk/s72-c/DSCN0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-3557521618831727069</id><published>2008-05-28T08:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:16:33.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>I can not believe it's the end of May. This month has flown by. Jackson graduated from kindergarten with flying colors. He's so excited to be going into first grade. Emma graduated from the "Star" class and will be going into the "Froggy Fours" she is very excited. Evan is just excited, he doesn't really get into the whole grade changing thing yet.&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to the summer, just a lot of hanging out around the house, swimming at my mom's, traveling to Arkansas, Branson, and Oklahoma. Hopefully, I can keep you all updated here on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;I most excited about my friend Christy, she is going to be helping me with my house. She has wonderful ideas on her blog &lt;a href="http://bonbonboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bon Bon Boutique&lt;/a&gt;, and she has offered to come help me get my house decorated and looking good. We are both on vacation this next week, so rest up sister your gonna need it.&lt;br /&gt;I better get packin for Branson, we leave in 72 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-3557521618831727069?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/3557521618831727069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=3557521618831727069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/3557521618831727069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/3557521618831727069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-1353726180208511125</id><published>2008-05-07T22:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:58:03.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames</title><content type='html'>My friend Leigh Ann wrote a post on her blog about the nicknames they use in her family. She wanted to know what names we use.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith's nicknames:&lt;br /&gt;Sugar Booger (that's what I like to call him)&lt;br /&gt;Boogs&lt;br /&gt;Big Mouse (from a children's book)&lt;br /&gt;Louie (fire department guys)&lt;br /&gt;Gigantor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nicknames:&lt;br /&gt;Roachel (some kid in grade school)&lt;br /&gt;Honey Bunny (Keith calls me this)&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine (my mom calls me this)&lt;br /&gt;Tootsie (my dad calls me this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson:&lt;br /&gt;Buddy&lt;br /&gt;Little Man&lt;br /&gt;Bubba&lt;br /&gt;Ya Ya ( emma- couldn't say jackson when she first started talking, this was what she would call him)&lt;br /&gt;Gigantor Jr. (he's really tall for he's age)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma:&lt;br /&gt;Tinker, Tink&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;Emma Lou, Lou-Lou&lt;br /&gt;Emmers, Ems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan:&lt;br /&gt;Ev&lt;br /&gt;Revan ( from Jay Jay the Jet Plane)&lt;br /&gt;Bubba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom:&lt;br /&gt;Birdie- I just started calling her this one day, it's short for "the Old Bird" It wasn't out of disrespect, just giving her a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love nicknames, I almost always use a nickname with my friends and family. This was fun...now it's your turn. What nicknames do you use with your loved ones?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-1353726180208511125?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/1353726180208511125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=1353726180208511125' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1353726180208511125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1353726180208511125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/05/nicknames.html' title='Nicknames'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-3236912449391138753</id><published>2008-05-03T11:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:46.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Extremem Makeover: Dog Edition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My poor four legged children, they tend to get a little um shall we say scruffy looking. Before kids (BK) they ruled the roost, slept in the bed (the middle of the bed), they traveled with us everywhere we went, or we just didn't travel. These dogs lived the high life, and still do to a certain level. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196356690709470738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SB0q4PP2XhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-LfWKQ-I0vM/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hampton is the oldest of our two dogs. He's my dog, I got him in college. He is my first child , I know I didn't give birth to him, but I did adopt him from the Kroger parking lot one cold February morning in 1995. He has always been by my side, and I love him dearly for that.He's been in desperate need of a makeover and Petsmart delivered! Man, it's like a new dog...I swear they even dyed his hair, it looks darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196356695004438066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SB0q4fP2XjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2jxnBDIuUOM/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so good. He knows it too, he has a little pep in his step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy is our Lab mix, and she is the best dog. The most well behaved dog, I can't say one thing bad about her. I got her from the parking lot at the school I was teaching at....I'm a sucker for dogs in parking lots. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196356695004438050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SB0q4fP2XiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/toqrVpNrtzM/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196356699299405378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SB0q4vP2XkI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xhRx4zqcEVw/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started getting her shaved last summer to help with the shedding. It has been the best thing ever. No more clumps of hair in the corner of the room.This time they shaved her tale, she looks so funny. But gorgeous with her new do.I always enjoy getting the dogs their makeovers, they look better and you know they must feel better too. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196359181790502482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SB0tJPP2XlI/AAAAAAAAAFk/I3m1qbk-8uQ/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-3236912449391138753?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/3236912449391138753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=3236912449391138753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/3236912449391138753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/3236912449391138753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/05/extremem-makeover-dog-edition.html' title='Extremem Makeover: Dog Edition!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SB0q4PP2XhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-LfWKQ-I0vM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-5915483750583570691</id><published>2008-05-02T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T12:22:22.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Give Up!</title><content type='html'>So I wanna give a shout out to the whole two people that read my blog!  What's up my peeps!  Thanks for stayin dedicated throughtout my difficulties!!  Peace &amp; Love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did actually have a few technical difficulties, that left me computerlessness for a few days.  Keith and his homeboys were going to try and pimp my puter but it didn't work out so well.  So I didn't get rid of Vista like I wanted, but I did make some new friends at Dell technical support....what's up Naveen and Mohammed!  Those guys rock!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have a few blog posts for you two readers this weekend.  So stay tuned.  Or not, but check back.  I will deliver and it will be worth the wait.  I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-5915483750583570691?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/5915483750583570691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=5915483750583570691' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/5915483750583570691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/5915483750583570691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-give-up.html' title='I Give Up!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-8292752481602817897</id><published>2008-04-14T07:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:47.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me Introduce myself....</title><content type='html'>Bet ya didn't think I was ever coming back. We'll I've been busy, nothing specific, just three little people, a house, two dogs, a job, a husband, a life. Man, I'm busy. Anyway things just kinda take over and before I know it I get behind in my blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been enjoying the warmer weather around here. The kids are outside every chance they get. Here they are rollin in the Barbie Jeep...check out the home boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189071968438923634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SANJdmC9MXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EIxuc5jpDnM/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emma and Jackson are so imaginative. They are always pretending something. We had an empty box, I think it was left over from a Sam's trip, I asked them if they wanted to play with it. Here's what they created. I was so proud of them. Jackson did the most work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189076241931383234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SANNWWC9McI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Zm7zHapbJdI/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the front of there ride, see the headlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189076237636415922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SANNWGC9MbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IoG6ka5d7ww/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't drive without a steering wheel, gas pedal or brakes....my boy is sooooo smart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189076233341448610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SANNV2C9MaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/zfWe0hqpvag/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma was allowed to decorate this side of the car....she used her stamps, and went to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189083478951277026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SANT7mC9MeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wcvWf5j5J-k/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gotta have some brake lights!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189082168986251730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SANSvWC9MdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PMTtODNIFzs/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Watch out here they come in there new pimped out ride....That lasted all of two days, but it was fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to try and do better about blogging once a week. Lots going on at the end of the school year for work and Jackson's school. Don't give up on me. I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;Love to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-8292752481602817897?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/8292752481602817897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=8292752481602817897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/8292752481602817897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/8292752481602817897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/04/let-me-introduce-myself.html' title='Let me Introduce myself....'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SANJdmC9MXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EIxuc5jpDnM/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-609449339094043353</id><published>2008-03-22T20:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:49.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippity Hoppity Easter's on its way!</title><content type='html'>Boy have we been busy. We had Spring Break this past week. We have been traveling fools. We went to Tulsa, OK to visit our best friends that moved there this past summer. The kids had such a good time. And I so enjoyed getting some much needed time alone with my best friend, Lorie. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back we decided to make a stop at my dad's for the weekend. The kids were beyond excited to be at Papa and Neenee's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were there we got a visit from Keith's parents ( Mimi &amp;amp; PeePaw). They wanted to bring the kids their Easter gifts. Which included a cookie decorating kit. This is sad to say but it was the first time my kids and I decorated cookies together. They loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R-W9tSy6K8I/AAAAAAAAADI/rbUdalrDOQU/s1600-h/pictures+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180755532196752322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R-W9tSy6K8I/AAAAAAAAADI/rbUdalrDOQU/s320/pictures+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are so excited, look at the joy on there sweet faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180757988918045666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R-W_8Sy6K-I/AAAAAAAAADY/S7t1ZMKOGN4/s320/pictures+160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180757980328111058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R-W_7yy6K9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/9zDjBwaNXkw/s320/pictures+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180758001802947570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R-W_9Cy6K_I/AAAAAAAAADg/13cfUnCiO0Q/s320/pictures+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They worked so hard to make sure they got the icing on just right. Notice the use of the tongue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was time to eat it. Well, everyone except Emma enjoyed their Easter cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180762382669589522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R-XD8Cy6LBI/AAAAAAAAADw/r-Ig7H20Jik/s320/pictures+168.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180762374079654914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R-XD7iy6LAI/AAAAAAAAADo/tjkJ21R20AA/s320/pictures+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                   Those boys love them some sugar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun, and I will definitely be doing this activity again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's back to school and work for us next week.  Hopefully we can get back into our groove again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TaTa for Now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-609449339094043353?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/609449339094043353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=609449339094043353' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/609449339094043353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/609449339094043353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/03/hippity-hoppity-easters-on-its-way.html' title='Hippity Hoppity Easter&apos;s on its way!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R-W9tSy6K8I/AAAAAAAAADI/rbUdalrDOQU/s72-c/pictures+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-6722280949138834795</id><published>2008-03-10T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:49.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Times , they are a changing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I hate it when i lose time, literally! But it makes for a great afternoon nap....I think Jackson would agree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175921385638795634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R9SRE7hZGXI/AAAAAAAAADA/Cfr2EgDIxsY/s320/113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-6722280949138834795?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/6722280949138834795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=6722280949138834795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6722280949138834795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6722280949138834795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/03/times-they-are-changing.html' title='Times , they are a changing!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R9SRE7hZGXI/AAAAAAAAADA/Cfr2EgDIxsY/s72-c/113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-2388726678751176754</id><published>2008-03-09T19:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:50.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Parcipitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R9SGKrhZGRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hYkBsv5GmQU/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175909389795137810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R9SGKrhZGRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hYkBsv5GmQU/s320/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what our weekend consisted off. SNOW!!! The kids were beyond excited. They played outside Saturday morning after daddy got home, cause mama is a wimp when it comes to some frozen parcipitation. I like to look at it, but as far as I'm concerned it should just stay on the ground, not on me. This was Evan's first snow, so he really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;Emma was more than willing to show him how to play in the snow.....She's such a little mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175916996182219090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R9SNFbhZGVI/AAAAAAAAACw/y5oB7Vv0RJ0/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jackson just wanted to roll in it.....He's such a boy, I love him so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175918894557763938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R9SOz7hZGWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WxFFDqGa6L8/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We...I mean they had a great time....that will be all the snow we get this year, I hope. I'm ready for spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-2388726678751176754?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/2388726678751176754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=2388726678751176754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/2388726678751176754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/2388726678751176754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/03/frozen-parcipitation.html' title='Frozen Parcipitation'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R9SGKrhZGRI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hYkBsv5GmQU/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-410730977315628611</id><published>2008-02-24T19:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:03:36.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom</title><content type='html'>I have no funny or interesting stories to blog about today, just something that is heavy on my heart. My Mom.&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of weeks in Sunday School we have been focusing on the roles of men and women in the home. Last week was men/husbands/dads. This week it was women/wives/moms. Cullen, our teacher, asked us to make a list of the role our moms played in our lives when we were growing up. What were some of the things they did:&lt;br /&gt;nurse, driver, chef, encourager, teacher, etc.&lt;br /&gt;My mom rocked, she still rocks. She is so giving or her time. When we were growing up, her life revolved around ours. I didn't see it then, and for that I am ashamed. I know there were and are still times that I take advantage of her. She lived and breathed for her kids and husband.&lt;br /&gt;I think the one thing that stood out the most to me was her unconditional love. She loved us no matter what we did. No matter how much I weighed, how bad my grades were, how many times I changed clothes in a day. She loved me. She loved my dad, too. He was not the best husband, but she loved him anyway, and gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of herself in order to keep our family together. Sometimes, I think she lost part of herself during that time as well.&lt;br /&gt;So this post is a tribute to you Mom, I love you and have the utmost respect and admiration for you. You are the best mom in the whole world. I'm so blessed to have you in my life and I thank you for loving me unconditionally!&lt;br /&gt;I love you Birdie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-410730977315628611?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/410730977315628611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=410730977315628611' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/410730977315628611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/410730977315628611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-mom.html' title='My Mom'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-6943960887630412145</id><published>2008-02-15T07:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:50.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine...Schmalentine</title><content type='html'>I wish I had some gushy surprise valentine story to tell everyone. My valentine was at the fire station. This was my hot date.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167207227747640914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R7WbmLq6plI/AAAAAAAAACI/C-sz-ArXP3w/s320/evan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Get in line ladies, he's a real charmer. Check out the double guitar picks, he's oh so talented. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keith and I have a date tonight, I can't wait. It's been a while since we've had one. He works so hard and it's nice to have him all to myself. I love you Sugar Booger! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful valentine's day....let everyday be valentine's day...show some love! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-6943960887630412145?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/6943960887630412145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=6943960887630412145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6943960887630412145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6943960887630412145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentineschmalentine.html' title='Valentine...Schmalentine'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R7WbmLq6plI/AAAAAAAAACI/C-sz-ArXP3w/s72-c/evan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-3684884028435057602</id><published>2008-02-11T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:50.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a shiny new....</title><content type='html'>BLACKBERRY! Oh yes I did...and Keith did too. It's red and it does all kinds of things that I haven't figured out yet. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165925295973901890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R7ENr7q6pkI/AAAAAAAAABA/ilW5CnEVq78/s320/blackberry.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that know me, know how much I love gadgets. I love to play with gadgets. I'm all about gadgets and gizmos. They're just so much fun to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It baffles me when someone (Stephen) gets a gadget (iPod) and lets it just sit in a drawer for a year before they dig it out and use it. That's just a waste of good gadgetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got me a gadget and I'll be happy for the next few months until I can get my hands on another gadget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to do some Blackberry stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-3684884028435057602?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/3684884028435057602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=3684884028435057602' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/3684884028435057602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/3684884028435057602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-got-shiny-new.html' title='I got a shiny new....'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R7ENr7q6pkI/AAAAAAAAABA/ilW5CnEVq78/s72-c/blackberry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-6388298092115953224</id><published>2008-02-05T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T07:24:23.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turbulant Tuesday</title><content type='html'>That's what they tagged.  They, being the local news here in Memphis.  It was a wild ride for some.  We are very fortunate not have any close calls.  It's amazing to see the hand of God protecting his flock.  The folks at Union University in Jackson are prime example of that.  I've heard that the tornado was considered to be a category 4.  When you see the distruction that took place, and the fact that not one person lost their life, only God gets credit for that.  He is truely watching over His flock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-6388298092115953224?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/6388298092115953224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=6388298092115953224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6388298092115953224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6388298092115953224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/02/turbulant-tuesday.html' title='Turbulant Tuesday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-6484320305817133324</id><published>2008-02-05T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:09:14.358-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We have ourselves a winner....</title><content type='html'>A flu winner....yep you read it correctly.  Emma has the flu.  It totally caught me off guard.  I just thought she had croup.  But I was sadly mistaken.  I know what your next question will be...didn't she get a flu shot?  Well, apparently I didn't.  I thought I had done this.  How hard can it be to take a then 3 yr old to the doctor, hold her down, traumatizing her for life, just so she can get a stupid shot.   I know, I should be locked up.  First there's the "oh just let them run" incident where she face planted into Jackson's bed.  And now this, the flu. &lt;br /&gt;She's a real tough cookie, I'll give her that.  She hasn't complained one bit.&lt;br /&gt;So if any of you would like to be the next flu winner, just come on by....I'll share my mom of the year award with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-6484320305817133324?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/6484320305817133324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=6484320305817133324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6484320305817133324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6484320305817133324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-have-ourselves-winner.html' title='We have ourselves a winner....'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-8611796486905144636</id><published>2008-02-02T09:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T09:11:00.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best of Both Worlds</title><content type='html'>Yesterday afternoon Keith and I took Jackson and Emma to see the Hanna Montanna 3D concert movie.   So much fun.  You actually felt like you were there.  I think I even caught a guitar pick.  The kids really enjoyed wearing the glasses, I wish I had a picture to share.  I need to get a small camera to stick in my purse.  Any suggestions would be helpful?  I have a Canon Rebel SLR digital camera and I am so spoiled.  I want every camera to take pictures that fast. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Jonas Brothers also appeared at the concert/movie.  I think I have a slight crush on the boy band.  They are sooooo cute.  If I was 15 or 34 I might just have to be in their fan club.  But I promise I won't scream like a 15 yr old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-8611796486905144636?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/8611796486905144636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=8611796486905144636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/8611796486905144636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/8611796486905144636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/02/best-of-both-worlds.html' title='The Best of Both Worlds'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-4801810267309270457</id><published>2008-01-28T22:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:41:21.125-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuttin Honey</title><content type='html'>We had a very peaceful weekend.  Saturday we celebrated Keith's birthday in high style....Buckley's and Baskin Robbins Ice Cream Cake.  We party like rock stars at the Norman's...don't be J!&lt;br /&gt;Papa and Nee Nee came over for the weekend to help us celebrate.  Jackson had a few wrastling sessions with Papa.  Jackson gets so tickled he can't give Papa a proper smackdown.  They are too funny.  The best part is when they (Jackson &amp;amp; Evan) take their shirts off.  Like that makes them stronger.  Anywho, my work week starts tomorrow I'm tired already. &lt;br /&gt;Hope all you lovely people have a wonderful week. &lt;br /&gt;Ta Ta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-4801810267309270457?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/4801810267309270457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=4801810267309270457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4801810267309270457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4801810267309270457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/01/nuttin-honey.html' title='Nuttin Honey'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-1242126480456117068</id><published>2008-01-25T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T21:37:52.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Nibblets...I've been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>My friend Leigh Ann has tagged me. This is my first tag, I have no idea if there's a proper way to do this. I just read &lt;a href="http://thehortonsblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog &lt;/a&gt;and saw that she had tagged me.   List of things I love and hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I LOVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my husband, kids, family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dogs, puppies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- food: sweet, salty, high in fat, low in fat...you name it I love it in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- napping on a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- babies in footed pajamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my friends, both near and far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hearing my kids singing, making up their own words because they can't/don't understand what the real words are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- reading blogs, I'm so addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-having a girls weekend away at a Beth Moore conference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- coming home to a clean house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I HATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when best friends move 419 miles away (L-O-R-I-E)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when I raise my voice at my kids....I wish I had a mute button, I'm just naturally a loud person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- gaining weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when my husband stands over my shoulder and reads what I'm typing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- frogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- being tickled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- having car problems (dead battery, etc) when you have 3 kids locked, loaded and ready to go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- going someplace new by myself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man I could go on forever, on things I love and hate.....but these will do for now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only person I can think of to tag that might be reading this, would be my friend &lt;a href="http://bonbonboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christy&lt;/a&gt;, so tag your it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See youins later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-1242126480456117068?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/1242126480456117068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=1242126480456117068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1242126480456117068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1242126480456117068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/01/sweet-nibbletsive-been-tagged.html' title='Sweet Nibblets...I&apos;ve been Tagged!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-7732488789616015097</id><published>2008-01-25T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:51.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Boy are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5oBcU2e3zI/AAAAAAAAAAo/B0BBKil8MMM/s1600-h/1-2008+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159437909251514162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5oBcU2e3zI/AAAAAAAAAAo/B0BBKil8MMM/s320/1-2008+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Here is my boy...actually he's one of 2. My mom started asking him one day, "who's boy are you?" Of course she had to brainwash...I mean teach him to respond with, "Nana's Boy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I don't think so. I had him saying he was mama's boy before the night had ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the funny thing. Evan has learned all on his own to change his answer according to whose around. He's such a people pleaser. So now when you ask him, Who's boy are you? He might be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daddy's, mama's, nana's, mimi's, papa's, you just never know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care what he says, I know deep in my heart he will always be, Mama's boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159437922136416082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5oBdE2e31I/AAAAAAAAAA4/HLjNsnUGgDk/s320/1-2008+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-7732488789616015097?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/7732488789616015097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=7732488789616015097' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/7732488789616015097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/7732488789616015097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/01/whos-boy-are-you.html' title='Who&apos;s Boy are You?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5oBcU2e3zI/AAAAAAAAAAo/B0BBKil8MMM/s72-c/1-2008+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-1048710864613874970</id><published>2008-01-21T08:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:51.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoulda named her Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Emma has always been a little clumsy. She just can't seem to stand on her feet for very long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been lucky thus far, we've had no broken bones, stitches, etc. We'll this saturday, she proved once again to be "Graceful"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157948160791953874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5S2hjXiQdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Oj21--eRGLU/s320/IMG_2480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;She and Jackson were playing a game of tag and she took a nose dive into his bed. Thankfully, we did not have to have any stitches. Just a little TLC and neosporin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part was Keith kept trying to get them to stop running around, and me with all my expert parenting skills said "oh just let them run, they're bored."  Not 2 minutes after making that statement, I heard a big "TOLD YA SO!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I'll be eating some crow for a couple of weeks everytime someone asks, what happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emma can just say, "Mama let me do it!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where's my "Rockin Mama" award?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-1048710864613874970?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/1048710864613874970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=1048710864613874970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1048710864613874970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1048710864613874970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/01/shoulda-named-her-grace.html' title='Shoulda named her Grace'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5S2hjXiQdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Oj21--eRGLU/s72-c/IMG_2480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-972559806531383919</id><published>2008-01-16T17:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:39:51.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jackson had his first basketball game Monday night....Oh My Soul, was this entertaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have played soccer for a couple of years now and he said he wanted to try basketball. He has seen High School Musical and I think he thought he was going to step out there and be Troy Bolton in the flesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the utmost respect for the coaches and ref's...they were so patient. It was like a circus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they had fun and that's the most important part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5Ss9jXiQcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lGDaXD_9Apo/s1600-h/1-2008+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157937646712013250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5Ss9jXiQcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lGDaXD_9Apo/s320/1-2008+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-972559806531383919?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/972559806531383919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=972559806531383919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/972559806531383919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/972559806531383919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-game.html' title='The Big Game'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/R5Ss9jXiQcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lGDaXD_9Apo/s72-c/1-2008+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-6065079793442910616</id><published>2008-01-14T11:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T11:38:28.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still standing</title><content type='html'>Well, last week was rough...I started working.  It was fun, the babies are so precious and honestly I can't complain.  Except for the fact that my rear were dragging come about 4 o'clock in the afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;Some of you know I likes to take me a lil nap every now and then...okay everyday.  It kinda of became a habit of sorts.  My kids would nap, so I would nap.  I know there are a begillion things I could be doing, but napping was so much more fun and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm learning to get by without the dear ol' nap, it wasn't too bad as long as I keep moving and not sit down for a minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna sleep the weekend away....ttfn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-6065079793442910616?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/6065079793442910616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=6065079793442910616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6065079793442910616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/6065079793442910616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-still-standing.html' title='I&apos;m still standing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-3286496648689477850</id><published>2008-01-08T07:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T07:19:22.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I owe I owe, It's off to work I go!</title><content type='html'>Yes you read this correctly....I am going back to work.  I never thought I would look forward to this day.  A couple of months ago the director at the Mother's Day Out my kids go to approached about working on Tuesdays.  I said sure, then she asked if I wanted to work full time (tues, wed, and thur) starting January...what the heck, why not.  Emma is already there 3 days, Evan will come on Tues and Thurs.  Wednesday he has a standing date with his Nana. &lt;br /&gt;Here's the best part....I'm working in the baby room.   AAAAHHHHHHH!  I am beyond thrilled.  I love me some babies.  Especially the ones that I get to hug and cuddle and give back.  I have been having some serious baby fever lately, so this is going to be a good fix for that. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will have some interesting stories to share.  I'm sure I will be beyond tired as I am used to a daily naptime at home....hopefully not too tired to go shopping with the money I'll be making....MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY ....MY VERY OWN MONEY THAT I EARNED CHANGING OPP (other people's poop)&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to work, wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-3286496648689477850?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/3286496648689477850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=3286496648689477850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/3286496648689477850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/3286496648689477850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-owe-i-owe-its-off-to-work-i-go.html' title='I owe I owe, It&apos;s off to work I go!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-4469398561748155240</id><published>2008-01-07T07:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T07:44:06.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a slacker</title><content type='html'>Okay so my last post was a few months ago...okay July, but who's counting.  I think I got a little nervous about the whole "blogger" thing.  I'm so shy and all.  :)&lt;br /&gt;I have no good excuse other than I'm just a slacker.  I forget things all the time.  For instance, according to my dad I forgot his birthday...in June.  And apparently he's not over it yet. &lt;br /&gt;I've apologized, I really felt bad.  I just can't imagine that I forgot it. &lt;br /&gt;So here's my toast to dear old Dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful you were born some 60+ years ago. &lt;br /&gt;Without you, there would be no me.&lt;br /&gt;Without me, there would be no three.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how boring my life would be.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being such a forgiving ol' chap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I won't forget any other major events coming up this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-4469398561748155240?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/4469398561748155240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=4469398561748155240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4469398561748155240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/4469398561748155240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-slacker.html' title='I&apos;m a slacker'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675835230824801211.post-1064953350059881457</id><published>2007-07-01T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:01:41.826-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not so good advice'/><title type='text'>I so cited!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe this blogging stuff is so easy. I just made a few clicks and here I is.....I have a blog. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly a lot of people because it seemed like I was the only one in America who was not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;This is my very first blog post. I still need to check out the blogging 101 info so I can be up to date on all this blogging stuff.  So anyway, here I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'm going to write about tonight.....Don't ever call Walgreens in a panic.&lt;br /&gt;I have my best friend in town for the weekend.  Her youngest son...Big B...decided he wanted to take mommy's synthroid medicine. Well, first thought...call the pharmacy.&lt;br /&gt;So, they called. They tell her, you need to make him throw up, if not you might need to take him to the ER and get his stomach pumped....Really?&lt;br /&gt;So here's my sweet friend in the bathroom trying to gag her son so he'll throw up. If wasn't funny at the time, but after we sit back and rehash the event, we were rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor B, "please mommy don't stick your finger in my mouth, I don't like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think we have to worry about him ever becoming bulemic after this episode. Apparently he doesn't have much of a gag reflex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got some better advice from Poison Control....I think B is going to be OK, we gave him something to eat and hopefully he won't have diarrhea as they predicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time Walgreen's suggests we attempt to force a child to throw up by sticking our finger down his throat, I don't think we'll listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/675835230824801211-1064953350059881457?l=justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/feeds/1064953350059881457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675835230824801211&amp;postID=1064953350059881457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1064953350059881457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675835230824801211/posts/default/1064953350059881457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsitbackenjoytheride.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-so-cited.html' title='I so cited!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03024973836623648784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gwisHI0LWXo/SLwNAe8w3zI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ShmlIHnVw_0/S220/DSCN0432.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
